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brock-obama:

Owls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.

I really am tempted to reblog this every time it’s on my dash. That description is one of the best things on the internet.

oculousreparo

ourpoeticlives

Yeahhhh, I want this on my blog again.

earlgreytea68

OMG MY FAVORITE TUMBLR POST EVER IT’S FINALLY BACK YAY!

earlgreytea68

Here, have another of my all-time favorite Tumblr posts.

earlgreytea68

We were just discussing this again and I had to reblog it again because IT IS MY FAVORITE

jlrpuck

I’m permanently traumatized that you introduced me to this over lunch, EGT.

earlgreytea68

::bows with a flourish::

revdrfrog

There’s a gif out there of some people reenacting this that makes me laugh til I puke every damn time.

imnotokaywiththerunning

@revfrog

revdrfrog

YASSSSSSSSS!

educatedinyellow

@earlgreytea68

earlgreytea68

Ahahahahah OMG AMAZING.

This post = the gift that keeps on giving

Very vegan

There is no need for you to tell me about your dietary restrictions at check out. Not like I am about to slap a steak inside the cover of your book. #libraryproblems

"It's the circle of liffffee.." Amelia knows what carnivores are all about.

#chickens #chicks #silverlacedwyandotte

#chicks #chickens #silverlacedwyandotte

Tiny welcome committee 🐥

#ducks #rouenducks #backyardflock

#rouenducks #backyardflock #ducks

#lavenderorpington #freerange #backyardflock #chickens

#chickens #lavenderorpington #backyardflock #freerange

Rug project going on year five #rugmaking #craftersofinstagram #boringsaturday #thistakesforever

#rugmaking #craftersofinstagram #thistakesforever #boringsaturday

laughingatmynightmare

Although I don’t think this current version of the healthcare bill will make it through the Senate (or at least that tiny part of me that still believes in Santa Claus and love at first sight and human decency ~hopes~ it won’t make it through), the simple fact of it getting through the House is rather disturbing.

Any day now, I will hopefully be getting word from my insurance provider (a private insurer which I get through my dad’s employer) that they have approved me for a drug called spinraza that will stop the progression of my muscle-wasting disease.

Living, like, a full lifetime is kinda important to me, and since this new bill effectively makes it impossible for me to afford insurance once I’m off my parents’ plan next year, I’m facing what some might call a “pickle.”

Don’t worry, though. I have a plan. Instead of receiving the spinal injection every four months for the rest of my life, as prescribed, I’ll just request that my doc shoot me up with an entire lifetime’s worth of the drug within the next year, while I still have insurance coverage.

I’ll gain superhuman strength (or die, but let’s be positive) and become an Olympic athlete by August.

There are rare times when humor as a coping mechanism just feels forced. This is one of those times, and that’s okay. Sometimes shit is just scary.